Post UnHonorable War

Gabrielle crossed her arms in the bed, crosslegged, looking at her Chanel shirt, sighing, doing a lot of things, and most of all, thinking about Kate.

She had received the news about Kate's death and resurrection, and wondered if she could do the same. She stretched her arms and fell back on her pillow, and looked up at the artificially lit ceiling, looking at the numerous shadows and scanning their every detail with great curiosity.

"He's awful," she said to herself, thinking of Josh. She turned around and faced her own shadow, which seemed to reflect her pensive state, except that there was a blank area where her mouth was supposed to be, and she saw herself smiling the way some cars and dogs look when people said they were smirking.

Emir woke up, throwing the pillow on the ground. it smelt like his drool...even though he expected that he would drool on it. Yawning and standing up, sitting in the bed. He puts his revolver in his pants and fixed his shirt.

He began to open his door slowly, his eyes restless. going in the hallway he knocked on Gabrielle's door as he scratched his back.

She rolled over again and sat up, stretching her legs and arms. "Yeees?" she spoke out in reply to the door's knocking. "Who is it?"

"Emir, i like to speak with you." Emir yawning loudly.

Alevon rolls over and faces her
"...good morning"

he says, eyes partially open, looking into hers

Alevon feels his other cheek and notices that there aren't dried tears this time
...he smiles
"...best sleep I'd ever had..."

...he looks at her for a moment longer
"...you?"

"May I open the door?" Emir touching the doorknob.

Alevon was up and stretching already, listening to her...
"...oh? Huh..."

Alevon stretches towards the ceiling...bare chest...(lol)

(Gotta add the bare chest Gawd...)

Alevon looks at Mike with annoyance and a touch of rage
"...Mike...I know you were watching us last night."

Alevon clenches his fists slightly for a second
"...the doors have locks on them for a reason, you know. Just because you can pop into any room you want at any time doesn't mean you should...did you ever stop to think how it would make us feel?"
He motions to TK slightly

Alevon grits his teeth and clenches his fists, but doesn't say anything as Mike leaves

Alevon sighs and loses his tension...he turns around and rests his forehead on TK's
"...I know...but the nerve...it's...it's..."
Alevon closes his eyes
"...it's indecent and rude to watch someone....."
he pauses to search for words

"...when they're conducting private affairs..."

Emir knocked on Alevon's door, scratching his back and yawning. "Hey Guys, how did you sleep?"

Alevon sighs and closes his eyes...still resting his head on TK's, he says
"...fine, thank you..."

"Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything..." looking at TK then at Alevon. "though i do need help."

"...in a way...yes...but what is it?"

Emir sitting down on the floor. "Is there any way to cope with something that is not with any substance? I have weird itches everywhere." Scratching his chest.